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Thursday, 14 February 2013

Nothing is more
annoying than when jobs are created for people for the sake of it and in the
process what was a simple process of interaction becomes a bureaucracy
bottleneck of suddenly officious personnel frustrating others.

For a long time
before I arrived on the scene, you got access just by asking reception, there
was a sign emblazoned at reception saying this service is available on request
from the same reception staff, no questions, no quibbles and no red-tape.

Inserting frustration

However, now a
layer of unnecessary officialdom has been added to the workflow, even though
ultimately the reception staff will service the request, the poor requester now
has to do double legwork to get anything done.

The sign is still
there but a renewal now requires that we visit reception to learn that we need
to contact some pen-pusher who will click a button to ask reception to grant
access whilst asking you enter the bureaucratic nightmare of service requests
that end up on the desks of first responders whose powers of the basic
perception of communication will make explaining the very visually graphical
scene to the those with severe sensory deprivation a greater pleasure.

Bothering less

I wonder to myself
if I really want to run the gauntlet of this essential to them but somewhat cumbersome
for me situation, there are things that are not worth the bother besides
creating a situation that the frustrated get creative and for all the
resourcefulness available to man will be much tempted to break the system and
get the fresh air of freedom and liberty.

As I write, the pen
has been pushed but the reaction is late in coming, a 5-minute ask is easily
becoming a 1-hour task for the sake of God knows what but eternal frustration.

Let’s not ruin a
fine day, when it happens, it happens.

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